3254 A miserable day!

Style: Historical Author: Pure heartWords: 2211Update Time: 24/01/11 23:59:34
The French Civil War, triggered by a sneak attack in the middle of the night, stunned observers across Europe from the moment it broke out.

The Franco-Prussian War, as well as the subsequent French Civil Revolution, including the Paris Commune, which made the global capitalist forces fearful, attracted the attention of politicians around the world.

All countries that have diplomatic ties with France are paying attention to this war, and even send their own military observers, special envoys, and spies if conditions permit!

Except for the Chinese and Germans, observers from almost all countries believed that Thiers would win an absolute victory. After all, the size and equipment of the regular army were far better than those of the thugs, and Thiers tried every means to provide troops with Provided better material conditions.

The latest breech-loading rifles, brand-new woolen military uniforms, double quotas of brandy and wine, sausages and bread are three times the amount in peacetime, and will never be in arrears.

Not only that, every soldier will receive a generous subsidy of nine francs per day when he is on combat duty... Even for these soldiers who participated in the war, the president also promised to increase their pensions in the future!

Thiers is indeed the spokesperson elected by the capitalists. He can easily raise billions of dollars in financing from the capital consortium, which gives the government's new army a completely new look.

If not for lack of time, Thiers was even prepared to purchase a batch of brand-new cannons from the German Krupp Company to deal with those thugs!

All these efforts are seen in people's eyes. Such generous treatment is even comparable to that of the British Army. It stands to reason that morale should be absolutely improved and there will definitely be no accidents, right?

Could it be said that these soldiers are not capable of fighting? But two-thirds of these soldiers are from the Southern Corps, which is an army that can stand up to Prince Carl's Corps!

Although it was established only a short time ago, it fought very hard on the battlefield, and the German military also secretly picked on Big Thumb!

He is obviously capable of fighting, has sufficient supplies, and is well treated...why did he end up in such a mess today?

Almost all the neighborhoods attacked were defeated at first touch. A full five divisions of troops attacked Bellevue and Montmartre Heights, but encountered stubborn resistance from the enemy in every street.

Those National Guardsmen holding red flags and shouting fanatical revolutionary slogans rushed forward like a swarm of suicidal bees. No matter how dense the rain of bullets was and how many soldiers fell, they could not stop them. their footsteps.

Trampling on the corpses and blood of their comrades, these completely crazy soldiers penetrated the positions of the new government army and directly launched the most brutal hand-to-hand combat.

Every building became a bunker for the attack. Those sharpshooters, well-equipped with rifles, shot down at the government troops from above, suppressing the enemy with fire from the flanks.

The cannons from both sides were pushed out, and the cannons were almost equipped with bayonets and fired at each other. In the smoke, buildings became ruins one after another, and the whole street was covered with corpses!

People could see the redness in the eyes of the commune members and the flinch in the eyes of the government soldiers. Thiers was at a disadvantage from the beginning of this unplanned battle.

What is even more frightening is that many women and children also participated in the war. On the roofs of rows of buildings, women warriors waved red flags and fluttered their long skirts, shouting at the top of their lungs to encourage the men. Revolutionary slogans inspired people on the streets. The men came one after another.

The children carried newspaper boys' mail bags and distributed leaflets to the enemy's positions on the roof. The snow-like leaflets were full of demagogic cartoons and slogans!

There were soldiers who subconsciously raised their rifles to shoot, but when they saw those young faces, they lowered their muzzles again!

Killing fellow citizens is shameful enough, but why should we kill children again?

Under this ebb and flow, the morale of the government's new army declined like an avalanche, while the commune's momentum was like a rainbow, becoming more and more courageous as they fought!

Every charge and hand-to-hand combat forced the government troops to retreat step by step and then redefine their defenses... But before the defense line was ready, a new wave of charges followed!

Wave after wave, the whole of Paris was boiling. There were shouts of war and the sound of gunfire everywhere. The people's emotions were all aroused!

The officers of the government army panicked. No matter how they raised the reward or threatened to shoot them, they could not reverse the retreat. Even their horses were forced to retreat by the retreating soldiers.

"Attack! Damn it, attack now..." The major on horseback whipped him left and right with his pigtails, making the soldiers hide and hide, but the army could not suppress the force and retreated little by little!

"Stand firm, or we will all send you to a military court... I will shoot you!"

At this moment, a wooden window on the second floor along the street was suddenly pushed open, and a white-haired old man of eighty years old hit the major's head with a cane.

The condescending blow hit him right on the head, and even the military cap flew off. "You damn bad thing... Why do you want to slaughter innocent people... We poor people have no right to live..."

The old man who was cursing almost lost all his teeth, and only a few front teeth were left to hold up the scene. His words were leaky and windy!

"Asshole..." The major took out his pistol and was about to fire subconsciously, but when he looked at the old man who was older than his grandfather, he couldn't hold it down with his index finger.

"If you don't want to die, stay away..." The major finally couldn't take action, but at this time another window was pushed open, and an old lady held a urinal and poured it out.

The fishy and foul-smelling overnight urine was sprinkled in the air like rain. The government troops on the street below were unlucky because everything was splashed on them.

"Get out of the city...if you have the ability to fight the Germans...why are you bullying us people!"

What is unbelievable is that no one in the army who was splashed with urine dared to shoot at the second floor... These people must know what the ocean of people's war is!

There are too many enemies here, and you simply can't attack them. You really don't have the heart to do so!

As the sun set in the west, Thiers' new army was pushed back to the bank of the Seine step by step. It was not until nightfall that they truly stabilized their position.

"Asshole! They are all a bunch of scum... They are all a bunch of scum!"

Thiers roared crazily in the bastion headquarters outside the city. He smashed everything on the table to the ground, and the ink spilled onto the Paris city defense map. The dark ink was stained like blood!

"Idiots! Let a group of unarmed civilians be beaten like this... are you worthy of spending so much military pay?"

"Where were you boasting about Haikou before the war? Why didn't you say anything..."

"Massage the city, we must massacre the city! These damn thugs must be killed, they are the main culprits of the decline of France!"

Breathing heavily, Thiers pointed at the generals and senior counselors in front of him, "Remember this clearly... If we can't suppress the Paris Commune, then I won't be president for a long time!"

"Before I step down, I will also trample you under my feet... If I can't get better, you will die too!"

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